Bruised and trembling,
bleeding and scared...
Suicidally, in love.

Even though,
My heart has been teared,
I am always gonna be,
Suicidally, in love.

He ripps and pulls,
he tears and crushes.
No matter how I try,
I can't escape,
his Suicidal Love.

He makes me cry,
He pushes and rushes!
But no matter what he does,
He will alway be kept,
As my Suicidal Love.

Love can be hurtful.
Love can be sad.
Love can be deathing...
or Suicidal.

My love for him,
is everlasting and what it may seem...
But what can I say?
He has me caught in his Suicidal Love Dream.